1 level, no really skill or imagination, touching but ultimately naive goal.
"Hey Kuntakentay, here's a water bottle."
"But I already have water, it's just dirty. Can't you just teach me how to clean it with a little sand, a piece of cloth, a pot, and an open fire?"
"Bitch please! What, you want to be independent? Is that it? Get back to your cocaine patch and stop bitching about your 12 year old boy pointing a gun at you! We fucking trained him to so your bitch ass would get back in line!"